Chimper #1756
Ask any fisher in Waterfall City about the masked merchant, and they will tell you two things. First, that the katana on their back is not for show. Second, that no one gives safer directions. Koshizu earned their name not by leading war parties, but by helping lost travelers navigate the city's winding stone stairs. The intense discipline Yasuke once drilled into them never faded; it simply transferred from sword forms to the precise folding of a map. They watch every chimp and frog who approaches their stall with a suspicious squint, assessing intent before they ever see coin. Yesterday, a young adventurer asked for the quickest path to the upper temple. Koshizu gave them the route, along with a quiet warning about a loose step on the third landing and which corners to avoid after dusk. They no longer guard royalty, only the paths of strangers.
